Meet the owner of Peach Blossom Island at the beginning of the game

Chapter 183 The Story of Zhongnan Mountain
Zhongnan Mountain is located in the south of the ancient city of Chang'an. Shoubi Nanshan is the shortcut to Zhongnan, so this is Zhongnan Mountain.

Wang Mojie, a poet of the former dynasty, said in a poem: Taiyi is close to the capital of heaven, and the mountains meet the corners of the sea.The word Taiyi in this poem refers to Zhongnan Mountain, so Zhongnan Mountain is also called Taiyi Mountain.

Zhongnan Mountain has dangerous terrain and rugged roads. There are five large valleys and more than a hundred small valleys, stretching for hundreds of miles.According to the records of Chang'an County Chronicles, Zhongnan stretches across the south of Guanzhong, from Qinlong in the west to Lantian in the east, with a distance of [-] li.

On the tenth day of the first month of winter, the day of the winter solstice, advisable: traveling, making friends, making alliances, praying for blessings; avoid: breaking ground, breaking down houses, logging, building.

Just after a light snowfall, Zhongnan Mountain is covered with silver on the winter solstice day. The scenery in the snow is incomparably magnificent.

On the path at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, a bloated white figure appeared. From a distance, it was almost imperceptible to the naked eye, as if it had merged with this white world.

Looking closer, it turned out to be a young man in a heavy fur coat and a fur hat.The boy at this moment has an indescribably funny image, his whole body is wrapped like a rolling ball, and the money looks extraordinarily festive.

If you look closely, you can see that his chest is bulging, his hands are still resting on his chest, his head is lowered, babbling, and there is a gentle smile at the corner of his mouth, which is particularly eye-catching.

Walking on the winding and rugged Zhongnan shortcut, the feet creaked and creaked, surrounded by green pine trees standing in the white snow, shaking their bodies with the biting northwest wind, making sharp and ear-piercing whistles, as if intentionally In defiance of winter.

Just halfway through, a small figure could be seen standing in the distance. The child was wearing a Taoist robe, and he should be a little cold. He kept stamping his feet and rubbing his hands in an attempt to warm up his body a little.

Seeing Fang Yanming holding his little nephew, Xiao Daotong waved in surprise.Immediately, Xiaodaotong thumped and ran to his side with his short legs.

Just about to speak, Xiao Daotong seemed to have thought of something, straightened his clothes, brushed off the snowflakes on the crown, bent forward slightly, cupped his hands in salute, and said solemnly: "Wuliang Tianzun, if you dare to ask your Excellency, it is Fang Yanming, Mr. Fang." .”

"Um…"

Smiling and nodding, Fang Yanming glanced at the little Daoist who was peeking at him, and asked kindly, "What's the name of the little Daoist?"

"Don't dare! Xiaodao Yin Zhiping, met Mr. Fang."

"Xiao Daoist, but Daoist Danyangzi asked you to come?"

"Yes, Mr. Fang, the Master Teacher has been in Chongyang Palace, and I have been waiting for a long time. Please come with me."

"Then, thank you, Mr. Yin Xiaodao."

Following Xiao Daotong, the two slowly walked towards the top of the mountain.Along the way, Yin Zhiping was polite and courteous, and he answered Fang Yanming's questions in a well-mannered manner, neither humble nor overbearing, which made people feel good.

However, perhaps Fang Yanming was a little curious, he sneaked a few glances from time to time, and after being discovered, he bowed his head and admitted his mistake again, which made Fang Yanming a little funny.

Not long after, the two arrived at the gate of Quanzhen Sect.Standing at the door was a Taoist who looked about 40 to [-] years old.

The Taoist combed a high Taoist bun, and a long beard under his jaw was windless, with a smile on his face and a gentle face, just like a gentle and tolerant Taoist.

Seeing this Taoist, Yin Zhiping stepped forward, bowed unhurriedly, and said, "Uncle Wang, Young Master Fang has been brought here."

Hearing this, Fang Yanming turned his head, glanced at the Taoist, thoughtfully, and said to himself: This person should be Yuyangzi Wang Chuyi.

Sensing his gaze, he smiled and nodded in response. Wang Chu raised his hands one by one, and said gently: "Mr. Fang, senior brother is already in Chongyang Palace. I have been waiting for a long time. Please!"

"Don't dare! Daoist Yuyangzi invites you first."

Fang Yanming smiled and replied very modestly.

Seeing this, Wang Chuyi laughed heartily, half self-deprecating and half teasing, and said: "Haha... Mr. Fang, let's go together! It's windy outside, we've been here for a long time, rough warriors like you and I can bear it, this kid You are delicate and expensive, but you have to be careful."

Hearing such words, Fang Yanming couldn't help but feel good about the funny and hearty man in front of him, and said with a smile: "Wang Daochang is very right, then let's go together."

Hearing this, Wang Chuyi smiled even wider, and ordered Yin Zhiping to go to morning class, and he personally led Fang Yanming into the gate of Quanzhen Sect.

As soon as you enter the door, you can see a wide martial arts arena.On the martial arts arena, there are little Taoist boys who are more than ten years old and as young as five or six years old practicing martial arts, dancing swords, or punching fists. They are neat and orderly, and people can't help but nod secretly.

Noticing Fang Yanming's actions, Wang Chuyi laughed and asked, "Mr. Fang, can you still see it?"

Hearing this, Fang Yanming nodded and smiled, and said seriously: "It's orderly, neat and consistent, every step in and out is quite natural, full of morality, it really deserves to be a Quanzhen master, and worthy of the name of the world's number one religion."

"Haha... Mr. Fang is too famous."

Stroking his beard with his hand, Wang Chuyi smiled even wider, and nodded in a subtle way, obviously very satisfied with Fang Yanming's answer.

"Master Fang, please!"

"Please!"

Passing through the martial arts arena, there is a majestic and majestic hall in front of you. There is a big red plaque hanging on the door of the hall, with the words "Chongyang Palace" written on it. The handwriting is vigorous, dignified and majestic, quite famous.

Under the Chongyang Palace, there are six Taoist priests standing, five men and one woman. From left to right, they are the current head teacher of Quanzhen, Danyang son Ma Yu, Changzhen son Tan Chuduan, Changsheng son Liu Chuxuan, Changchun son Qiu Chuji, Guangning son Hao Datong and the only one of the Seven Sons of Quanzhen, Kun Dao, is a quiet and undisciplined grandson.

Seeing such a grand scene, Fang Yanming couldn't sit on the cloud platform, hurried forward, bowed slightly, and said very humbly: "Under the gate of Peach Blossom Island, Fang Yanming has met Daoist Danyangzi and Changchunzi, Changshengzi Taoist priest, Changchunzi Taoist priest, Guangningzi Taoist priest, pure and scattered people."

Seeing that the dialect is very polite and respectful, Quanzhen Qizi couldn't help but secretly nodded.Immediately, the Seven Masters of Quanzhen stood side by side, shouted the Taoist name together, and solemnly returned the salute.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, I have met Mr. Fang."

After seeing the ceremony, Ma Yu took a step forward, and said gently and solemnly: "Mr. Fang, I already know the reason for your visit. Please discuss it in detail in Chongyang Palace. Please!"

"Everyone please!"

Entering the Chongyang Palace, as soon as he sat down, a little ancestor who didn't give anyone face burst into tears.

"Oh oh oh…"

He unbuttoned his coat very skillfully, hugged Fang Yanming and coaxed little Zhao Mo, and still did not forget to look apologetically at the Quanzhen Seven Sons.

"Masters, I'm really sorry. I guess it's been a long time, and this child is a little hungry."

Seeing such a scene, the Seven Masters of Quanzhen looked at each other, nodded in unison, with joy in their eyes.

Immediately, Ma Yu smiled slightly, and said gently: "Young Master Fang, there is no need to be like this, the child is important, and we will talk about our affairs later."

Having said that, he turned around and said to Sun Buer: "Junior Sister, take Mr. Fang to the canteen to find some food."

"Thank you! In this case, Daoist Sun will be troubled."

"No trouble, no trouble! Mr. Fang, come with me quickly, the child is weak and cannot be hungry."

After watching the three of them leave, the remaining six got together and started discussing.

The impatient Qiu Chuji spoke first, and said with a strange expression: "Hey, I said, this kid didn't do it on purpose, did he! No one brought a baby boy to discuss things!"

Hearing this, after a few people thought about it secretly, Wang Chuyi shook his head and said, "Senior brother, I don't think it looks like... Besides, if he doesn't take the child with him, could he put it under the mountain? This is also..."

As soon as Wang Chuyi was halfway through speaking, Qiu Chuji snorted coldly, and said angrily, "How is that impossible! Besides, the world says that the demon king is so wise. I think he did it on purpose..."

"Oh...how decent is this noise!"

Ma Yu finally couldn't help but speak, looking at the two arguing with a headache.

Seeing that the two of them stopped arguing, after pondering for a while, he smiled relievedly and said meaningfully: "It doesn't matter whether it was intentional or not. Now people have met each other, so let's take this opportunity to discuss again. Let’s talk about how to answer the request in the dialect letter.”

As soon as the words fell, Qiu Chuji stood up abruptly, and said very irritablely: "What's there to discuss! I am the secret treasure of the Quanzhen, how can I let outsiders read it with a single sentence. Not to mention those ancient books that the master has annotated by the master. No, absolutely not!"

Seeing such a scene, Ma Yu shook his head helplessly, looked at the rest of the people, and asked gently: "Junior Brothers, what are your thoughts?"

"Brother Tan?"

Seeing four people, you look at me, and I look at you, but they didn't intend to speak first, so Ma Yu could only designate it.

Hearing this, after Tan Chuduan thought about it seriously, he said solemnly: "Brother, I think I can agree..."

As soon as these words came out, Qiu Chuji was shocked, and hurriedly called out: "Senior brother!"

"Ok?"

A soft moan came from his nose, and Qiu Chuji was forced to retreat with his stern eyes. At this moment, Ma Yu's demeanor as a teacher was clearly evident.

Immediately, he changed back to the gentle and refined Ma Yu, and asked with a smile, "Junior Brother Tan, what do you say?"

As soon as the words finished, Tan Chuduan stretched out three fingers and explained meaningfully: "Brother, I think there are three reasons why we agreed."

"First of all, this dialect is clearly holding the token of the uncle. Although the uncle is a little out of tune, we are not willing to disobey it."

"Your brother is right."

Ma Yu pinched his beard and nodded approvingly.

Seeing this, Tan Chuduan was overjoyed, and hurriedly continued: "What's the second thing... His dialect has a clear purpose, not for martial arts, but only for Taoism. Although Taoism is precious, it is not uncommon to see it in the past few years. Besides, he only Watching it in our teaching does not bring it out, so you can watch it."

"Everyone, what do you think?"

Ma Yu asked tentatively.

Hearing this, the other three sons all nodded.

Seeing that everyone was about to be persuaded by Tan Chuduan, Qiu Chuji became anxious, and interjected: "What about the master's letters? That is the foundation of my Quanzhen school!"

As soon as this remark came out, several people froze immediately.You look at me, I look at you, and then they all look at Ma Yu.Obviously, this matter can only be decided by Ma Yu, who is the head teacher.

Seeing such a scene, Ma Yu fell silent, his face changed back and forth, and he was at war with heaven and man. After a long time, he let out a long sigh and said, "Oh... let him do it!"

"Brother!"

Hearing this, Qiu Chuji's eyes widened, and he blurted out an unbelievable roar.

"Junior brother, calm down, stay calm and don't be impatient!"

Glancing at him indifferently, Ma Yu said in an extremely flat voice.But it was this plainness that really calmed down Qiu Chuji.

Immediately afterwards, Ma Yu took a deep look at Tan Chuduan, and said earnestly, "Junior Brother Tan hasn't finished speaking just now, now, I'll talk about the most important point."

Having said that, he looked at Qiu Chuji, and warned: "Junior brother, there is a saying circulating in the Jianghu nowadays, you should have heard of it. This saying is still clearly spoken in that dialect."

"This rivers and lakes are not just fighting and killing, but also people's sophistication! Come and tell me, this is right or wrong!"

Looking at the headmaster's deep eyes, Qiu Chuji wanted to object, but he didn't know where to start. He gritted his teeth helplessly and nodded.

"Very good! Then let's talk about it again. This dialect came with the token of the uncle, and there is evidence, and what he asked is actually not too much..."

Having said this, I heard Qiu Chuji mutter indignantly: "This is not too much..."

Seeing such a scene, Ma Yu glanced at him helplessly, and said angrily: "This book has been read by people since it appeared! No matter how precious it is, what good is it if no one reads it? ?”

Speaking of this, seeing Qiu Chuji still indifferent, Ma Yu took a deep breath, looked at him seriously, and angrily said: "Junior brother, when will you change your temperament!"

"Who is he in Dialect Ming? A peerless genius who is only fourteen years old and already well-versed in everything! Who is behind him! Dongxie of Peach Blossom Island, the Shen family of Six Doors, the Li family of Shuzhong, and even Sunflower building…"

"Nowadays when people come to beg with kind words and good words, no matter whether they get any results in the end, they can still leave a little bit of incense! Yes... the uncle is still there, and we are still here, so we won't be afraid of them. But we have to do it for these things anyway. Think about it, disciples!"

"Brother...I..."

A series of violent wind and rainstorms made Qiu Chuji blushed, and he didn't know what to say.

Seeing this, Wang Chuyi hurriedly opened his mouth, persuading him: "Brother Zhang, I believe Brother Qiu just can't turn the corner..."

Pausing for a moment, he rolled his eyes, with a sly look on his face, secretly beckoning to Ma Yu.

Seeing this, Ma Yu coughed twice, his face turned pale, and he said to Qiu Chuji gently: "Junior brother Qiu, don't blame senior brother for speaking too seriously..."

As soon as he said this, Qiu Chuji forced a smile, sighed, and said, "Brother, I know all these truths, but I just can't get angry! Sigh..."

"Since Senior Brother Qiu is not angry, I have a good idea, Junior Brother!"

Following the prestige, I saw Wang Chuyi was smiling but not smiling, as if a mountain man had his own tricks...

(End of this chapter)